I Just Don’t Care

I just don’t care
who you follow
the stuff that you say
and what you think
that you know
I’ve driven that hectic
and manic traffic
from somewhere
way down below
And I’ve heard
the gentle whisper
that roared
through my very soul

Have those things
that you’ve begged
borrowed and stolen
and those people
for whom you’ve striven
all taken a heavy toll?
So, I don’t care
who you follow
Can they ever
make you whole?

No … I don’t care
where you’ve been
I don’t care
who you’ve seen
I just don’t care
who you follow
the stuff that you say
and what you think
that you know
I’ll love you anyway
and go against the flow

~ David B. Redpath © 2018-19

Malaga Vino Fiesta

“Love is all there is,
it makes the world go ’round.
Love and only love, it can’t be denied
No matter what you think about it
you just won’t be able to do without it.
Take a tip from one who’s tried.”
~ Bob Dylan

Nice day for a Mayan Wedding

A nice day to start again

Artwork: ‘Ten Years After’
~ by David B. Redpath © 2018-19

133 thoughts on “I Just Don’t Care”

  1. Beautiful artwork and poem. I also love to go against the flow. Interestingly enough – while the first person narrator of your poem goes against the flow, doesn’t care about many things, but loves that person anyway -, your whole poem takes a genuine flow and rhythm, your personal style. It sounds very musical, with occasional rhyming that still has echoes of the beat poets like Kerouac.

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      1. Philos, like the kind that made Peter third time lucky? The poem seemed to me to sing of a force ineffable and super human. Perhaps I did not contemplate enough.

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      1. Yes, Time is emergent,
        unfolding in the here & now.
        No longer fundamental,
        as all the confused physicists
        give a collective “Wow!”.
        So we should never allow
        abstract concepts, such
        as borders, and time zones,
        to leaves us isolated, insulated
        . . . and all alone.

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  2. 🦋 It sounds like some of your followers are perfect writers and perfect readers.
    Sorry you have had a time of it.
    Appreciating other peoples writing seems so difficult by ones so perfect.
    Can you image the uselessness of every writer writing the same as every other writer? 😜
    Well, I’m not the perfect writer and I do appreciate the way other writers write so I hope you don’t mind if I follow you because I like what you write. 🙂

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  3. This has been an enlightening read, from the start of you not caring to the end of the loving caring comments. A beautiful post David.

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      1. Being a free-range anthropologist
        it’s my vocation. Not a tourist on
        vacation. But I try not to fly drones
        over Iran … Yet it’s the business
        of poetry to be a bit dangerous 😎

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  4. Wonderful Mayan Culture.they do as they like.looks are awesome in their original shape.i admire always such things.like them-i will say”I Just Don’t Care”.

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  5. Wonderful wonderful wonderful. The artwork, the poem, the video (ah is life ever beautiful!!) and the images. (And the cute wedding caption. 😄 Huge Billy Idol fan – and wedding fan; white, Mayan or otherwise – over here.) LOVE. ❤️

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    1. Thank you very much, Nadine 💛
      It was my No. 2 son’s wedding
      on the beach at Cancun.
      It was very much a white wedding,
      as the cool caribbean thing for men
      on such occasions is to wear white.
      Having just hopped across from
      London, with just one suit in my
      backpack, I was the only man in black.
      But what the heck 🖤 😎

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